This is a song about "34th street"

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

I see the kids on the street

The revolution will proceed

I said i got my ass beat

Now we all in the street

I keep my money neat

Began my life out on then street

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

You forget this shit comes from the street

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Every street know me, isn't a street don't know me

From the back seat, back seat

G.o.n.z. running down the street

I'm in that a, i'm on my street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep